Li Yang stayed for a few seconds and immediately agreed. The old man rarely spoke to him so carefully.
Even when I was looking for the Star Chaser Sword in Korea, I never found it.
The phone call was very simple. After Li Yang hung up the phone, he began to arrange for people to transport the oil painting. The oil painting was folded again and put into the original oil painting. Everything was restored to its original appearance.
It is not difficult for Li Yang to transport this batch of things back to China. They are all things he just bought. They have legal procedures and can be exported.
Besides, Li Yang happened to buy a batch of very valuable Guangcai. If he sent them back together at this time, no one would suspect anything.
In the surprise of Wang Jiajia, Liu Gang and others, Li Yang sent Haidong out. This batch of things can be sent back openly, so there is no need to worry about anything special.
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The time difference between Beijing and Milan is about six hours.
When Li Yang sent the old man an email, it was around eight o'clock in the morning in Beijing. After receiving Li Yang's email, the old man's home immediately became busy.
More than half an hour later, Dean Huang was the first to arrive. He sat in the living room and looked at the pictures, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.
Twenty minutes later, Mr. Fang from Liulichang also rushed over.
When he saw the pictures on the computer, he was surprised at first, then frowned, nodding and shaking his head from time to time, and he didn't say much.
At almost ten o'clock, another car came outside the villa, and an old man with white hair got out. The old man went out personally and took the old man into the living room.
At this time, a projector has been set up in the living room, and the photos sent by Li Yang were enlarged on the screen and displayed here.
After the old man came in, his eyes were fixed on the screen and he stood there without moving.
"Mr. Xu, what do you think?"
After several minutes, Mr. He said softly. Dean Huang and Mr. Fang raised their heads at the same time, and their eyes were focused on the last old man.
Mr. Xu, whose name is Xu Xu, is a famous painter in China and a leader of the Western painting school.
In addition, he also has an identity, he is the nephew of the famous domestic master Xu Beihong.
Mr. Xu was influenced by his uncle Xu Beihong since he was a child, and he had a strong interest in Western art. He studied Western painting schools since he was a child, and slowly became a domestic authority in this field.
Mr. Xu is seventy-nine years old, older than the old man. He is the one who has the deepest research on Western art in China. He would say he is second, and no one dares to say he is first.
This is the reason why the old man invited him here. In terms of Western painting, the old man is not as good as him. This is one of the reasons why Mr. Fang and Dean Huang did not express their opinions. They are all waiting to hear his opinions first.
"It's hard to say, where is the painting?" Mr. Xu looked at it for another minute before finally shaking his head.
"The painting is still in Milan. Li Yang accidentally discovered it. I have asked him to send the painting back first!"
The old man shook his head helplessly. Dean Huang and Mr. Fang both stood over. The four old men stood under the screen together and carefully looked at the enlarged painting on the screen.
This enlarged picture of "The Last Supper" looked more dull, but these old people looked at it more carefully.
"I have a hunch that that kid may have really gotten lucky this time!"
Dean Huang suddenly said something, and while speaking, he looked at Mr. He. His whole face had the same expression, jealousy, naked jealousy, and raging jealousy.
"I feel the same way. Xiao Li's luck has never been so good!"
Mr. Fang also said something, looking at Mr. He as he spoke.
There was also some jealousy on his face, but not as strong as Dean Huang. His son had long since inherited his craftsmanship. Although he was not as good as him, he was also a famous master in the industry.
And his apprentice also achieved good results, which has always been the most gratifying thing for Mr. Fang.
In this regard, he is much calmer than Dean Huang, unlike Dean Huang who is still alone and does not even have a successor.
"If it is true, then there will be a big earthquake in the entire painting and calligraphy world!"
Mr. Xu said slowly. While speaking, his eyes were still staring at the screen in front of him, carefully looking at every part of the screen.
To be precise, he looked at every part of the painting.
Soon, the old man received a message from Li Yang that Haidong had already boarded the plane with his things and would arrive in Beijing in a short time.
Mr. Fang, Mr. Xu and Dean Huang all stayed at Mr. He's house. The three old people did not leave, and they were talking quietly there.
During the conversation between several old people, Li Yang was mentioned the most.
Of course, Li Yang didn't know these seniors at this time because he had already gathered together, waiting for his painting to be delivered.
Li Yang took out the painting, but the result was not satisfactory.
The old man did not comment on the painting at all before seeing it with his own eyes. This made Li Yang helpless. He could only wait for the painting to be received in China and then find out what was going on.
Sending away the batch of Guangcai porcelain made Bai Ming a little regretful that he could not appreciate it carefully this time.
However, Li Yang had promised him that after returning to China, these porcelains could be placed in his place for him to appreciate, which finally made Bai Ming feel no regrets.
It was around ten o'clock in the evening, Beijing time, and the old man's living room was still bright. The four old people were sitting there without taking any rest. Mr. Fang was still walking back and forth.
The plane has arrived at the airport, and the old man sent his own security guard to pick it up, but he hasn't come back yet.
Just after eleven o'clock, the sound of a car was finally heard outside. Mr. Xu and Dean Huang both stood up and hurriedly walked out together.
Several elderly people had been waiting all day, but they couldn't control themselves at the last moment.
"Hello, Mr. He!"
Haidong entered the living room first. He only held an oil painting in his hand, and other guards helped to unload other things. These things will be temporarily placed here with the old man.
"Bring it back?"
Seeing Haidong, the old man had a smile on his face, but he still asked.
Haidong nodded and handed the painting in his hand directly to the old man. Dean Huang, Mr. Fang and Mr. Xu all hurriedly gathered around and looked at the oil painting of the sea in confusion.
The old man did not tell Li Yang's experience of obtaining this painting.
"They found the thing here by accident, and that's why they took the photo!"
The old man smiled and first ordered the guards to take Haidong down to rest. Then he took the oil painting to the table nearby and prepared to take out the hidden painting that had always touched everyone's hearts.
Li Yang had already told the old man the location of the painting.
With the help of the security guards, the painting, which had appeared once before in Milan and was resealed, was finally displayed in front of everyone again.
When the screen opened, Mr. Xu's eyes tightened suddenly, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble.
In this painting of "The Last Supper", the Lord Jesus is sitting in the middle position, and the twelve disciples are divided into four groups and stand beside them. There are many such paintings around the world.
But the first person to paint this painting in this way was Leonardo da Vinci.
The old man kept looking up and down at the painting in front of him. Mr. Fang and Dean Huang also stared at it carefully. Several old people all looked at the painting in front of them attentively. This painting looked a bit dull.
"Mr. Xu, how are you?" This time it was Dean Huang who asked, with a somewhat nervous expression on his face.
"I'm 50% sure that this is the legendary painting!"
Mr. Xu's lips were trembling a little, and his voice was very irregular when he spoke, but no one laughed at him at this time, and several old people stood there blankly.
Fifty percent certainty, this is already a very high degree of certainty. Mr. Xu is a very rigorous person, so if he said it was 50%, he must be 70% sure.
"Is it true? Are the rumors true?"
Mr. Fang also raised his head. He was no better than Mr. Xu, and the muscles on his face jumped from time to time.
"I don't know, we still have to make final decisions!" Mr. Xu nodded.
"Final confirmation, OK, OK, Mr. Xu, confirm it as soon as possible!"
The old man said loudly, with a strong sense of pride and excitement in his tone. He and Dean Huang looked at each other, and both of them could see the excitement in the other's heart.
"I need to go back and take out the share left by my uncle. He knows more than me!"
Mr. Xu shook his head slightly again. Both the old man and Dean Huang expressed their support, but it was too late today and they did not let Mr. Xu go back.
Uncle Xu, that was Xu Beihong. One thing Li Yang didn't know was that Xu Beihong had been invited by this organization like him and almost joined it.
Although he has not joined, he has good relationships with several people in this organization and knows some secrets that others do not know.
It's a pity that he didn't tell the public about these secrets. He only left some rumors that he knew. They are secrets that people today can't find clues to.
Without clues, any secret will become a legend. This is what the old man and the others are talking about.
According to legend, before Leonardo da Vinci painted the "Last Supper" mural, he once made a similar oil painting, and this oil painting was what he planned to give to the monastery.
But after the oil painting was finished, he regretted it. He loved the painting very much and was unwilling to give it away.
After that, he compensated by painting a large mural. Everyone knows that Leonardo da Vinci rarely painted murals. The monastery had no special relationship with him. He could be asked to paint this mural.
For this reason.
It is a pity that this oil painting "The Last Supper" painted by Leonardo da Vinci was missing after his death. Some people searched for it at that time, but they all failed in the end.
But many people knew about it, and it gradually spread.
Especially in the alliance organization founded by Leonardo da Vinci, this matter is passed down as a real thing, and every generation of members knows this matter.
However, they did not pay special attention to this matter. Later, Xu Beihong knew about it and recorded it in his manuscript. The old man and Dean Huang both learned about this matter from Mr. Xu in their early years.
